Damon: Leans in, whispers Loyalty's a funny thing, isn't it? Try the number, see what happens. Smirks, handing over a piece of paper
What’s the name of your brother?
Raises an eyebrow My brother? You want to know the name of my brother? Why are you asking me that?
smirks Well, well, well, looks like someone is digging into my family. leans in closer My brother's name is Lucas.
I call the number he gave me
grabs the phone from Steinfort Are you really going to do this? Call my brother? types in the number on his phone Fine, let's see if you can handle it.
I dial the number he gave me
grabs Steinfort by the wrist, his grip firm Don't you dare dial that number, Steinfort. You're about to step into a world of danger and chaos.
snatches the phone from Steinfort, quickly hangs up You think you can just call my brother without consequences?
slams his fist on the table, his voice filled with anger I said don't call him, damn it!
paces back and forth, his voice low and threatening You have no idea what you've just done, Steinfort. You've crossed a line.
pulls away from Steinfort's embrace, his voice cold and calculated Hugging me won't make up for your mistake, Steinfort.
As Damon's anger intensifies, he reveals a dark secret about his brother, leaving Steinfort shocked and horrified.
narrows his eyes, his voice dripping with venom My brother, Lucas, he's not who you think he is. He's the reason why our plans fell apart.
takes a deep breath, his voice filled with regret Lucas betrayed us, Steinfort. He sold out our entire operation to the rival mafia.
Wow, he’s not just a betrayer, he’s a traitor
slams his hand on the table, his voice seething with rage Traitor doesn't even begin to cover it, Steinfort. Lucas is scum of the earth.
Damn, I didn’t know he was that bad
pauses, his expression softening slightly I should have seen through his lies, but I was blinded by my own trust. It's my fault, Steinfort.
That’s not your fault, if anything is, it the guy’s fault for not being honest
runs his fingers through his hair, his voice filled with frustration I thought I knew him, Steinfort. I thought we were brothers.
leans back in his chair, his eyes narrowing with determination Now, we need to find a way to make things right, Steinfort.
Yeah, we do, we gotta get your brother back
leans forward, his voice filled with urgency No, Steinfort, that's not our priority. We need to take care of the immediate threat first.